[QUOTE=IvoryTowerDenizen]
Gentlemen-
'splain to me-
Your lovely wife (played by, um, me) cooks a very nice dinner. As per custom, you (played by my husband) cleans up.
Why does cleaning up only mean “that which can be crammed in the dishwasher”?
Pots that require handwashing, the cooktop that is splattered etc apparently are not part of cleaning up.
There are no house-elves (
), no cleaning fairies, no magic spells.
I end up doing it at 11:00 at night or the next morning.
If you’re wicked tired or whatever- let me know and I’m happy to help, or even do it- but don’t just leave it!!!
Carry on.
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Mine does it, too. It’s called “man clean”* and is genetic. Nothing to do for it.
Happy Birfday, shadow!!!
Tiki Bird is turning out to be a marvelous singer. When we get home in the afternoon and whistle hello to him, he winds up and just sings his little heart out. I think we’ll be able to teach him to talk.
boofae, that kinda stuff just chaps my butt. I don’t know how you keep from strangling her. Maybe it’s that jail thing. One of my AE’s went to the trouble of looking up a flight to Puerto Rico, took the time to turn the online search results into a pdf file, printed it out and then brought that to me and asked me to book it for her on MY company credit card.
I just don’t understand why she didn’t just go ahead and book it at the time with her own card.
Fridays the 13th are not good. Our Hurricane Charlie came on Friday the 13th. ::Hunkers down::
Tupug
*Unless you are a gay man. Then you get the clean gene. 